. . "Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm sure. That’s my point. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. ” “Let me tell you the reason you are here. “Oh, I know you would stop me if you could. . I have been imaging—” “Mr. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. “I thought you weren’t keeping up to the mark. ‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile. "I mean what I say," replied Jonathan.
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